Gone are fez and veil, old-time Turkey's
attire. Ankara's smartly dressed citizens
mingle with their country cousins, shawled
women and capped husbands, to see the Presi
dent drive by. Some have guarded their
curbside observation posts all day; the child
at left carries a handy canteen of water.
Turkish and 49-starred United States flags
were waving as our photographers' truck
rumbled past. I took the shot on the fly.
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